When the first drop of blood left Brahma's body and was stained by the sharp barb of the dagger, the thick blood seemed to be alive.
When more blood covered every inch of the black dagger, the black dagger instantly turned into a purple nightmare.
Tremor, an omnipresent tremor, from the blade to the body, from the body to the blade.
The silent black light cut through the nightmare caused by the purple red, but brought even deeper destruction.
Under the high-frequency vibration, the sticky blood wrapped around the blade was like bullets fired at super speed, impacting, collapsing, and splashing.
Countless Zerg were attached to the body surface by splashing blood droplets, and the purple blood spots quickly spread from even the tiniest size to the entire body in an instant.
Swallow, grow, change dramatically.
The terrifying activity even caused the purple-red blood spots to spread to another Zerg body just because they were close together.
After spreading to several Zerg units, the blood spots finally lost all activity and fell silent.
The purple-red and cold death wave swept across a large area of Zerg in an instant.
These guys who gathered together for defense finally tasted the bitter consequences of excessive density.
Screaming, screaming, and neighing, the soldiers had never seen these terrifying Zerg beings in such despair and panic.
All the Zerg attached to the blood spots were struggling and rolling in pain, and the hard ground was torn with deep marks.
Some Zerg even tore their own carapace and skin with their own hands due to pain.
Purgatory on earth is not enough to describe this situation.
Soon, all the Zerg attached to the blood spots stopped struggling, not because they had overcome the pain, but because they had turned into cold corpses.
Any Zerg that tried to advance immediately stopped.
The man with purple blood dripping from his left hand brought fear to them at this moment, even surpassing their instinct to obey orders.
The soldiers who followed him were equally stunned.
They had never seen such a scene, but when they finally overcame the nightmare and moved forward, a deep black eye glanced at them gently.
"Stand back.
Don't follow."
Looking at the pale and ferocious side face, Fan's tone was so solemn and solemn.
No doubt.
The only thing the soldiers could do was surrender, so they watched the lonely figure disappear into the middle of the endless sea of insects.
Purple blood flowed slowly, thick and thick, like glue adhering to the dagger blade of the left hand.
Swing it flat, without correcting the angle, just swing it flat.
Splattered blood is the best weapon, and the densely packed Zerg is also the best target.
Thousands of Zerg fell.
The black carapace is set off by purple blood spots, and corpses are everywhere.
Fan's face was so pale, and his breathing was so heavy and tired, but his steps and his body were so stable and composed.
The cold murderous intention came out of the body, as if something began to awaken in Fan's body, and the whole world seemed to be dyed purple in a nightmare.
And Brahman comes at dawn.
The leader of the sixth-level scout stared intently at Fan who was "breaking the waves" all the way, his scarlet eyes full of anger and confusion.
Of course, there is also a hint of suppressed and underlying fear.
"Who is this human being?"
the scout roared in a low voice.
"Why can't I feel any energy flow from him or his blood?
His blood."
The scout didn't know what words to use to describe it.
Mukka, the parasite guard, was on guard nervously, "Chief, now that the Oracle has been successfully captured, it's time for us to retreat."
"You are afraid of Mukka.
How can the great Zerg be afraid of a human?"
"Chief, if we don't withdraw our troops, human reinforcements will arrive."
Sensing the large number of human soldiers who were about to arrive on the battlefield, the scout growled unwillingly, "If we can't kill him today, he may become a big problem for our Zerg in the future.
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This is another person who can grow into a peak life form." exist" "But it is more important to ensure that the Oracle belongs to him."
Mukka suddenly became "calm".
The scout turned his huge head anxiously, looking at the figure that was advancing steadily like a mountain.
It finally chose to give up, "Leave all units below level three behind.
The other Zerg will evacuate immediately."
The mighty insect tide finally began to retreat, and mankind finally ushered in the dawn of victory after a hard battle.
The retreating insect tide often became a mobile military exploit, and no one could resist its temptation.
Compared with the uplifting morale of the soldiers, Fan's mood was as heavy as dead water at this time.
He was so tired that it was very difficult to even move.
The large amount of blood loss made his consciousness dizzy.
Even if he tried his best, he could not move.
There are still nearly a hundred meters away from Nighteye's position.
These 100 meters are like a ravine in the sky, cutting off all possibilities of rescue.
"I tried my best."
Fan sighed tiredly, his knees weakened, and he fell heavily to the ground.
His consciousness began to become chaotic, like a directionless boat on the sea, and the thick darkness eroded his body.
But he was not in any danger.
All the high-level Zerg were evacuating, and the remaining low-level Zerg did not dare to get close to his body.
A bright light suddenly lit up in the dim world of consciousness.
It was a face with clear outlines.
She had eyes as pure as sapphires and long golden hair like mature wheat.
"Angelil" Van whispered painfully.
The sapphire-like pupils were shining brightly, like a psychedelic galaxy filled with stars, "You can always save me, but why do you want to give up on me?"
"No, I didn't give up on you, never" "But I'm already dead, but you can obviously save me."
The voice in his consciousness suddenly became high-pitched and sharp.
"Uneasy Jeryl" "You gave up on me, just like you gave up on her now.
You know you can save her, so why are you hesitating?"
"But it scares me.
I don't know what it is."
"Power it is power" "strength" "Yes, release it, release it, contain it and you will have the power, you can save anyone" "Rescue anyone including you?"
The high-pitched voice of "Release it" did not answer Fan's question, but completely filled Fan's mind with a huge voice.
Fan numbly looked at the short knife tightly held in his left hand.
The purple blood had dried up into lumps.
Feeling the subtle vibrations and sounds that only he could feel, Fan whispered.
"I don't know who you are, but I don't care.
Since I'm destined to be unable to bind you for the rest of my life, I will simply release you completely."
"Silent Ripper, if that's your name, then."
"Liberate."
Silent Ripper suddenly let out an exciting roar, and the extreme tremors almost made it escape.
It was as if the consciousness sealed in the darkness was finally liberated, and the profound darkness instantly penetrated the entire sea of worms.
In the center of the boundless wilderness, in the depths of eternal darkness, two pairs of golden pairs suddenly opened and closed.
"Failed, the mission to capture the Oracle failed."
The rumbling insect language trembled from the chest of the tall insect race.
"Yes Akdoom, my children say they feel a hint of your presence."
"That was the Silent Ripper, the most perfect descendant I ever had."
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"It seems that the native species has successfully merged with the Silent Ripper, and half of mother's plan has been completed."
"Bemlado, why did the Oracle appear together with the native species?
We didn't get any information beforehand."
Akhdoum spoke in a low tone.
"They were too eager to act, too eager to prove themselves to mother, and too eager to replace us."
Bemlado's tone was full of sarcasm and coldness.
"If we had known that the Oracle would appear together with the native species, our military strength should have been increased tenfold."
"Had you known Akdoom, the power of the Oracle will always prevent you from "knowing it earlier", which is why mother is afraid of them.
Moreover, the peak of human life will never sit idly by and watch us launch a huge insect wave. .
"But if the Oracle and the native species appear together at the same time, will there really be no accidents?"
"Since this is a result that even the mother cannot predict, then we can only choose to accept that all futures that mothers cannot predict are collectively called fate by humans."
"Destiny is a magical word."
"Yes, the magic word that overrides the power of motherhood."
"But Bemladu, did mother really not foresee this situation?"
"That's not a result we can speculate on.
While the mother is in deep sleep, we have to wait and see what happens to everything that involves the ultimate in life
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