As Van moved forward steadily, dense insect corpses piled up along the road, forming a corridor like a dam.
Behind him were countless loyal "guards" who blocked any attacks from behind, no matter how hard he paid. life The bright green insect liquid kept dripping along Fan's shabby clothes, forming glass-like crystals in some dried areas.
The soldiers stared at his back in awe and followed him spontaneously.
When he appeared in the sky, he was already regarded as a hero to save the world.
Along the way, Van was almost unstoppable, and no Zerg could withstand his blow.
But the actual situation is that the pressure he faces is getting bigger and bigger, because the closer to the central battle circle, the quantity and quality of the Zerg units increase exponentially, so the "fear" of the Zerg units towards him also decreases.
Completely unable to resist, until now I could attack from time to time.
What's even more serious is that the high-level Zerg began to join forces to kill him in a targeted manner.
The price of several near misses was that he had very little physical strength left.
Every swing of the black knife in his hand would be accompanied by violent tremors in his body, and it was this tremor that consumed Fan Duo's strength.
His body was still too weak, and his muscles were too weak to store much energy.
Fan became more and more puzzled about his body.
From the moment he woke up, he thought that everyone was like this, but as he saw and heard along the way, he discovered that he was the only one like him.
And the broken memory fragments told him again and again that his previous body was not like this, but what happened to make him change to such a degree?
What happened in those ten missing days?
While he was slightly distracted, a lurker that had been waiting for an opportunity for a long time suddenly ended its lurking and launched its long-planned fatal blow.
This was a captain-level fifth-level lurker.
Its sharp and poisonous hook tail pierced Fan's chest like lightning.
The hook's tail landed on his heart.
The center that maintains all human physiological activities, this blow should have killed him directly.
But the result was far beyond expectation.
Not only did the sharp hook tail not kill Fan.
Even the highly corrosive venom attached to the hook tail failed to have any impact on Fan.
Because under the open wound.
No heart at all Fan looked carefully and could see the torn wound on his chest.
A mass of continuously wriggling tissue had replaced Fan's heart.
It was transparent and blood-colored, like the tentacles of a mollusk.
This mass of wriggling tissue was obviously pumping faster than the heart.
More powerful and more difficult to destroy.
Brahma stared at his heart in stunned silence.
This was the first time he could see his heart so clearly.
The deep wound from the lurker's hook tail is healing at a speed visible to the naked eye.
The emerald green poison stained on it was also swarmed and swallowed by countless granular tentacles, and was quickly assimilated and transformed into a harmless matrix.
During this process, Fan did not have any other reaction except feeling tired.
This discovery made Fan stunned for a few seconds in shock.
He hurriedly looked inward along the healing wound.
What made him slightly relieved was that, except for the heart, which had been replaced with this kind of tissue, other organs Still remain the way they should be.
At this time, Fan finally found the energy to look at the sneak attack lurker.
At this glance, the scene was exactly as he expected.
The lurker was rolling on the ground in pain, with strange purple spots covering its body.
And it quickly spread to the whole body, and at the same time there was extreme cold.
The lurker tore at the earth desperately, and the dry ground was scratched by it, leaving deep scratches, to no avail.
When the purple-red spots spread all over its body, its life also died out, turning into a dry, hard and cold corpse.
Fan looked at the purple-red spots, and then at the same purple-red dried blood on his wound, and he suddenly held his chest.
Dali gasped in pain.
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His skin was visibly older, and he was even more tired.
The pain in his chest almost made him kneel down.
But he still gritted his teeth and persisted.
"Damn it."
He whispered to himself through gritted teeth.
He cannot be injured, let alone bleed.
This is an important message he got after wandering in the wilderness for five days.
Just as the structure of the body is different from that of ordinary people, the same is true for Fan's blood.
His blood is purple-red and viscous.
Its amazing activity allows it to remain active for a long time even if it is separated from the body.
This is why Fan's body is so thin. , but has reasons that go beyond transforming people’s physical fitness and recovery abilities More importantly, his blood is highly poisonous to all Zerg species But this also brings about a serious problem.
The production process of such amazingly active blood also requires even more amazing nutrients.
In fact, Fan's current state has been anemic, and the nutrients he usually consumes are simply not enough to produce a sufficient amount of blood.
Therefore, with every additional drop of blood lost, his condition will become worse, let alone suffering such an almost fatal injury.
Fan looked at the fallen lurker with a complicated expression.
Fortunately, the lurker attacked his new heart.
Otherwise, this blow would have been completely fatal.
Fan's painful state was immediately noticed by the soldiers following him.
They immediately shouted "Protect Sir" and surrounded Fan, blocking any Zerg trying to attack with their flesh and blood.
"How are you, sir?"
A military police second lieutenant hurriedly greeted the medical soldier, his tone involuntarily using the honorific.
Fan gasped in pain, his heavy breathing was hoarse, as if there was cotton wool in his throat.
He lightly covered his left chest with his right hand, but it was not his heart, but his left lung.
This is a knot in Fan's mind.
Ever since he woke up, the intermittent severe pain in his left lung has always made him unbearable.
Especially after the injury, all the pain from the wound seemed to be transferred to his left lung.
He vaguely remembered that this was a wound caused by a broken rib, but now that he had an almost abnormal recovery power, the pain in his lungs still refused to heal.
It seemed that this wound would never heal.
"It doesn't matter to me."
Fan waved his hand.
"Get a stimulant and a nutritional injection, get the best," the second lieutenant shouted to the medical soldier.
The medical soldier immediately took out the medicine and quickly injected it into Fan's body.
As expected, Fan's complexion looked better.
"Sir, how do you feel?"
the second lieutenant asked carefully.
"Okay, let's continue."
The second lieutenant's expression immediately cheered up, "Everyone, please follow me and seal all angles behind the master tightly.
Not even a fly can let them in."
The soldiers responded loudly and clenched their weapons.
At this time, at the rear of the battlefield, Dilier, who was responsible for gathering the wounded to build a defense line, finally got a moment of rest from the busy arrangement.
So far, the outcome of the casualties was much better than she expected.
And the existence that changed all this is still fighting hard on the battlefield.
Dili'er looked around and could still vaguely see the figure of the existence that had changed everything, leading the entire team deeper into the battlefield step by step.
"Who are you?"
Dilier's emerald pupils flickered slightly.
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The familiar feeling that Fan gave her not only did not weaken, but became stronger as time went by.
"Di Lier, have you thought about it?
Do you really think that being equal to him can change the outcome?"
A disgusting voice interrupted Di Lier's wandering thoughts.
Di Lier frowned, "Mohan, if you don't want to bring people to join the battle, then get away from me and don't bother me here."
Di Lier's tone no longer concealed her disgust and anger.
After hearing this, Mu Han's expression immediately turned livid, he clenched his fists, and finally turned around and left bitterly.
He stared viciously at the depths of the battlefield.
The appearance of Fan completely disrupted his previous plan.
Now he wanted to eat him alive.
"Sir, are we really leaving like this?"
the accompanying soldier asked in a low voice.
Mo Han snorted heavily, "Why are you leaving?
Do you think that guy can really last until the end?
I want to see if he is really unstoppable."
The soldier nodded repeatedly and did not dare to speak.
Mohan was angry and he did not dare to offend him.
Mu Han seemed to see what the soldier was thinking.
He patted his shoulder comfortingly, "Don't worry, as long as you live, you will definitely have military merit.
Moreover, sometimes it does not require you to go through your own experience."
Earn it with your hands.”
"Sir, what do you mean?"
The soldier's eyes lit up.
"Hmph, this entire war zone is the fiefdom of Count Orici.
Do you think he will let the gendarmerie take the lead?
That stupid woman Diliel is just self-righteous.
Sooner or later, she will beg me."
Mu Han snorted coldly.
At the other end of the battlefield, under the protection of a group of black elite Zerg, a high-level scout with a huge head and countless tentacles protruding from his head was sensing all signals in the entire area.
When a strange pulse signal was finally successfully captured by those tentacles, the scout raised its forehead, which was engraved with six purple marks, and grinned humanely, "I finally found you."
Then it waved its tentacles, looked at the black knife that was being waved "willfully" on the battlefield, and said coldly in insect language: "Kill him."