The thick black smoke slowly dissipated with the wind, and the tyrant's huge body gradually appeared in front of everyone. It is still sitting in the center of the dark throne, the first half of the arms disappeared, and the arm section remains with black smoke that has not yet been completely exhausted. There is a deep hollow wound in the center of the chest with the evil totem. In the inner side of the cavity, a few ribs with broken cross-sections are seen, and the half of the heart that is hidden deeper in the fractured rib can be seen. The edge of the hollow of the chest has a spider-like stretch of cracks, as if the body is porcelain.

The gray light marks on the tyrant's face, which represent the eyes, also lost their light at this moment, completely dimmed. Its body did not move, it seemed to be really dead, and the back leaned against the back of the throne of the throne, and the neck was squatting.

Wu Qi and others who saw this situation could not help but swallow a spit, and felt unusually incredible. It is true that more than thirty heavy artillery shells are concentrated on the enemy, but they are huge in front of them in this desperate gesture of sitting on the throne of the darkness and being swarmed by a whole savage beast army. The devil, even the rebellion did not resist, so he was killed by the heavy artillery set fire to the heart, it is too fake!

"Can you shoot another round?" Wu Qi thought silently.

He believes that the best solution for the current situation of the team is to shoot and bomb again, completely solve the embers of the Veterans Army, destroy the tyrant's body, and then detour. However, such a scheme is time-consuming and ammunition. The super-strong firepower of just one minute has been suppressed. The proportion of ammunition consumed to the total ammunition reserve of the armed fleet is not low. Commander General Hicks may not choose to do so.

After all, a third-order plague that led the Battered Legion to intercept the bones was, after all, a "third-order plague." They are dangerous on their way back. This level of enemies can only be regarded as an enemy that needs to be taken seriously, rather than having to do everything in their power.

Soon, the voice of General Hicks came out of the audio broadcast. The order he issued was that the armed team continued to move around a small corner and did not shoot and bomb a round of defeat.

The distance of 1 kilometer was quickly crossed under the tires of the armed heavy-duty field vehicles. The defeat of the Battered Legion will be turned into a chaotic beast without command and scattered, and it will pounce on the right side of the team.

This small violent beast is not afraid of the tide, several high-altitude machine guns turn to the past, the metal barrel rotates at a high speed, spit out a one-meter long fire tongue, but a few seconds, the small violent animal beasts are lined up at a speed visible to the naked eye. Brush down.

Wu Qi has been paying attention to the situation of the Residents of the Battered Legion, and until the end he did not see any surprises. The team quickly drove to the back of the throne of the black, and there was no tyrant in Wu Qi’s field of vision.

Wu Qi finally made a final conclusion, and the crisis was passed.

The timer on the inner wall of the carriage has now accumulated for 6 minutes and a half. They were dragged by the Battered Legion for a full minute, and they must start at full speed to recover the progress.

The armed team re-entered the high-speed straight road, and the armed team suffered another wave of plague from the front.

At the same time, 2 km behind the armed team. The ruined beast army and the tyrant's body attracted a group of more than two hundred plague species.

This group of plagues came one step late. They couldn't catch up with the armed team that was carrying the bones. They couldn't look back on them. They would only be thrown away and farther away, so they gave up the idea of ​​chasing the bones. They followed the tail of the armed team all the way and saw the same kind of bodies everywhere.

The plague species that evolved a little bit of wisdom have the intelligence of ordinary animals. They are aware that the chances of chasing the bones will be great, but it is not only safe to send "dead money", but also to make a special hair!

The tyrant's body in front of this group of plagues is the first windfall they are about to make. They are all second-order life, and the third-order life corpses are enough for them to be a sumptuous meal.

More than two hundred plague species were swarmed up, and the blanket of the corpse of the beast that could not be seen at the end was directly crossed by them, and they did not look at it. They came to the throne of the Inky Throne, and the fastest plagues jumped directly on the tyrant's feet, climbing the tyrant's legs and crawling toward the upper body of the tyrant.

If every part of a rich meal has its own advantages and disadvantages, then the spinal cord, brain, and heart are the best parts. These parts contain the strongest and most prosperous life energy. It has swallowed up parts that have not evolved much.

During the time of several breaths, more than two hundred plague species climbed into the throne of the darkness cast by the bones of countless creatures bound by unknown black mud. The fast-moving plague has climbed to the back of the tyrant's head and the position of the chest gap. Fortunately, luck is the best place to taste, ready to eat.

The third plague species chose the vertebrate's spine, but when they climbed over the tyrant's shoulder and looked back, they were surprised to find that the tyrant's spine and the inky throne were connected! The tyrant can't stand up and can't move because the most critical part of the body is locked with the inky throne, and the forcible move is only dead ~lightnovelpub.net~ at this moment, the change is protruding! Dozens of them were still standing on the seats or armrests of the huge black throne. They did not jump into the plague of the tyrant. The body was so short, and the four legs sank into the muddy pool and sank into the dark mud on the surface of the throne. !

The black mud that was originally cast into the throne of the throne was turned into a black mud sea that was extremely soft and easy to fall in the case of all the plague species, which seemed to be a trap of deliberately. The Inky Throne itself is tall and heavenly. In the face of these normal plague species, it is like a mountain and a human being. They have no place to borrow, so that their bodies do not fall into the sea of ​​black mud.

A few plague species just on the edge of the tyrant's body quickly lifted the front paws, trying to catch the meat on the tyrant's thighs, but the black mud under the hind legs seemed to have a great suction, and their claws were not stabbed. The muscles on the tyrant's thighs were swallowed by the sea of ​​black mud for a moment.

The change occurred only after 3 seconds, and dozens of plague species were all swallowed by the black mud sea, no one was spared! Their bodies are dissolved and digested by the sea of ​​black mud, turning into a sea of ​​dark mud, reflecting the gray smoke inside the black mud sea; dozens of gray smoke moving to the back of the throne of the black king, Go straight all the way up until you miss the throne part that is connected to the tyrant's spine.

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