pushed away the pile of corpses that was pressing on him, and then, the sight of it being blocked by the pile of corpses was completely shocked.

　　 A seabed entirely composed of the flesh and blood of the collectors, you can see that some tentacles are still shaking and twitching in the pile of corpses. Maybe the owner of the tentacles is still conscious and is suffering from the pain of gradually stepping into death.

　　 Boiling only feels that his brain is drowsy, it can't even understand what it is doing now, why it is here.

　　 It tried hard to recall, as the brain's thinking became clear, the memory also returned.

　　 In my memory, a waterline with white foam rushes from the enemy's direction to the neatly arranged Great Wall of flesh and blood.

　　 Boiling immediately thought of the enemy information known in the intelligence. Their speed is so fast that it is too fast for us to capture. They will break into the formation unscrupulously and complete an instant killing.

　　 So Boiling immediately gave the order at that time, and all the gatherers would stumble the enemy at all costs.

　　 At that time, Boiling was so confident that he didn't feel that the white foam waterline rushing towards them would have any effect on them.

　　 Because there is only one enemy, and there are hundreds of millions of them.

　　 Subjectively believes that the guy hidden in the white bubble waterline may be a **** to be tested as a follow-up battle on the perpetual side, because it and other large settlements are also testing each other before each battle.

Perhaps, the counterattack before the death of a continuously prepared chess piece may cause a lot of casualties, but that is only relative to a small settlement. Before the concept of hundreds of millions, even if hundreds of individuals were killed or injured at a time, it was nothing more than A drop in the bucket will have no impact on the whole at all.

　　 What it needs to pay attention to is that it is the main force that has not taken action forever, so Boiling thinks so.

　　 Then, it understood one thing—anything unknown cannot be subjectively judged based on past experience, but it has enough awe.

　　 However, when it understood, everything was too late.

A touch of silver-white luster in the bubble was exposed, and this luster cannot be forgotten. It is the'legacy' left by the Supreme Will from the immemorial times. Even a behemoth that is as strong as a big silly and the like has to drink hate. On it.

The tip of the 　　 titanium screw easily pierced the body of the collector blocking the front, and then was torn through the entire body, followed by the latter collector, repeating the same thing.

All the way straight forward, followed by a strong current, which is the water flow stirred by the titanium snails traveling at high speed. The collectors on both sides of the titanium snail's path just now were directly impacted, leaving a straight and spacious line. Channel.

　　 Then, there was another turn. The titanium snails that pierced the entire formation of the betrayers, turned their heads, and the piercing operation was still not over, repeating the same thing just now.

　　 is like an embroidery needle, interspersed back and forth, any guy who dares to block the front will be ruthlessly torn apart, even if the front is the incomparably hard stone pillar.

　　 "slaughter?"

　　 "No, that's not a massacre anymore, and the massacre has never been so clean..."

　　 "It's cleanup...Yes, cleanup!"

　　 The boiling heart that came to mind from the memory has lingering lingering feeling for the powerful weapon that he has been holding tightly to the gods, which belongs to it, and it is by relying on this that its life can survive to the present.

　　 Boiling still remembers the last picture he saw. At that time, he was completely shocked by the inexplicable power. He stood there, unable to issue any military orders.

　　 When the boiled regained consciousness, the crisis was already close at hand. It was completely based on instinct to wield the weapon, and it was this act that saved its life.

The sour sound of metal clashes spread to every corner of the seabed nearby in a flash, followed by a powerful twisting force, spreading through the whole body through the tentacles holding weapons, the situation is like People are treated as towels, and they are twisted 90 degrees in both directions.

　　 If it were a human, it would definitely not be able to escape death. Even if it did not die immediately, it would definitely be a comminuted fracture of the whole body, but Boiling is a soft creature, and the special life structure saved it.

　　 was bounced off, and everything moved forward in a physical sense like a tide. This was the last picture in the boiling memory.

　　 "The warrior of the ancient times...will it, is it also angry?"

　　 The close contact made Boiling see the full picture of the bubble monster, and he naturally recognized that it was in the Primordial Era and could be used as a combat force under the supreme will.

　　 "Hey, there are still alive."

　　 Follow the information and look to the source, not forever, but an ordinary new collector.

　　 "Don't worry, I move quickly and there will be no pain."

　　 "What a joke!"

　　 Boiling up took up his weapon and rammed the opponent's limbs to intercept the attack.

　　 The supply team members looked at the weapon used by boiling with a slight surprise. It was not a stone dagger that can be easily destroyed by venomous limbs, but a stick with the same metallic luster as the shell of a titanium snail.

　　 made a mistake of empiricism. The supply team stiffened for one second because of this startled action. The time was short, but this was enough for Boiling. With such a wealth of combat experience, it would never ignore this opportunity.

　　 "Dead!"

　　 The metal stick stabbed towards the supply team member, feeling that he had won the battle, because so far, UU reading www. No collector's skin at uukanshu.com can withstand the puncture of a metal stick.

　　 However, the unfolding of the facts is far from what he expected. The metal sticks did hurt the supply team members, but it was just that, and the metal sticks could not go further.

　　 Now the stiff character turned over, the boiling movement froze, and the death sickle was approaching.

　　 Boiling hurriedly withdrew the metal rod to resist the counterattack from the limbs, but was still heavily hit on the corpse on the seabed.

　　 "You are different from those guys."

　　 "I'm sorry to think of you as those scumbags just now, now I will start to treat you as an opponent."

　　 The supply team members said so, and suddenly their hearts became tense.

　　 The offensive of the limbs struck again, and Fei used a metal rod to block the attack of a limb, just as before.

　　 However, the tingling sensation being penetrated was still felt by Fei.

　　 There is more than one limb. I expected it to be this kind of unfolding supply team member. At the moment of this match, the other three limbs were used to complete the penetration.

　　 "It seems that I won."

　　 "Can you...bring words to...will...?"

"what?"

　　 "I...very...very...sorry."

　　 The supply team stiffened, and they were just about to stop the boiling action like other betrayers.

　　 "I regret it now, isn't it too late?"

　　 Saying that, the corpse with the pierced limbs was thrown into the pile of corpses.

　　 "Speaking..."

　　 The supply team picked up the metal stick, which was different from the stone dagger. Boiling just used this thing to hurt it.

　　 If there are a lot of these things, it will undoubtedly pose a threat to the supply team.

　　 It began to send out the information of the metal sticks.