fifth form

Chapter 1523 Fluctuation
The city of Layata became a city in ruins.

The sound of guns and cannons roared continuously in this city, and there were many screams mixed in with it.

The big moth that tickles Zhou Hui and others is the king of hell that kills others.

When the black mass of large moths flew by, except for the sergeants who had enough cover, everyone else turned into corpses with mutilated flesh and blood.

This is almost the same as the Qinmeng Beast Tide. When the number of the group reaches a certain level, it almost completely crushes ordinary people.

Even if Zhou Zhouhui is not afraid of biting, and Nags and others help, their ability to kill is limited.

Two hours after Presenel's death, the melee in Layata City basically calmed down.

"Speaker Gongyi Xingguangyu is dead, and Amov, Daolbotai, Dulanze, Gangzedotiya, Agudamu, and Hardanbaatar are also dead!"

During the inventory of the battlefield, corpses that were not humanoid were counted out.

During the turmoil, even Gongyi Xingguangyu, the Speaker of the Thousand Island Alliance, did not escape. Six more members were killed in it, and the Turers and exploration teams involved in the periphery had not yet been counted.

Nagus stood in front of Gongyi Xing Guangyu's death place and remained silent for a long time.

He and Qimeng Hagrid continued to pursue each other, and once helped each other, allowing Gongyi Xingguangyu to save half of his life, but he did not expect that Pressenel would come back and continue to attack Gongyi Xingguangyu. Blood.

As the Speaker of the Thousand Islands Alliance, Gongyi Xingguangyu is the person most likely to enter the seventh sequence of the Thousand Islands Alliance.

The other party's death made Nagus a little disappointed.

He looked at the corpse that had been so submissive to him in the past, and felt that it was a pity for him after all.

Naggs did not want the Omega Alliance to produce a seventh-ranked person, but he did hope that the Thousand Islands Alliance would have a higher-level leader, so that he could join forces to fight against the Omega Alliance after he finished targeting the Red Confederacy.

Now that Gongyi Xingguangyu is dead, the Thousand Islands Alliance has changed from a pile of sand into a pile of scattered sand, and there is hardly anyone he likes wherever he sees it.

"When you die, you are just a pile of rotten bones and mud. There will be no difference between us in the future!"

Qimeng Hagrid was also solemn for a few seconds, and he looked away from the many corpses.

His work is done, and now it's time to return to the Red Alliance to test the medicine.

The fate of Gongyi Xingguangyu is the situation that Qimeng Hagrid needs to face. If there is no life extension, no eighth sequence or even ninth sequence, Qimon Hagrid will also be a pile of bones.

The situation in the Thousand Islands Alliance was beyond Chimonhager's expectations.

With the advancement of the times, the results of various scientific researches are constantly released, and sequencers and thermal weapons continue to advance. No one thinks that they will lose when fighting ferocious beasts on human soil, but the current result is not the victory they want.

The cost is heavy.

The sense of crisis in Qimeng Hagrid's heart has never been as strong as it was at this moment. This sense of impact reminded him of the desolate ruins of Qinmeng.

He has no love for the Omega Alliance, but Chimon Hagrid will undoubtedly be most wary when facing the crisis of human survival.

"They did not leave us, but just went to accompany the god Tur!"

Turcolando and Turcolando also stood in front of the many corpses.

The two people looked solemn and led many people from Tours to recite eulogies.

After reciting it several times, Turcalanduo finally spoke.

"Anyone who dies in the Tour area will benefit from the glory of God. The Speaker dedicated his life to eliminate disasters, and he will live by God's side forever!"

Turcalandu inherited the magic stick theory of the Tur Cult. Nagus and Chimonhager did not believe in gods and scorned this.

But after just a few seconds, Nagus's expression changed slightly. "Chimon Hagrid, have you felt a slight energy...power fluctuation?"

Nagus relayed it twice before describing it in a more appropriate word.

He looked around and felt something was rippling in the air.

Just like the ripples on the lake surface, they are blown by the power of the wind. Normal people cannot grasp the power of the wind, and Nagus cannot grasp this power in the air.

But Nagus did sense a post-death power undulating.

The source of these power fluctuations is Speaker Gongyi Xingguangyu and others, but the recipient is difficult to find.

"Is it the power of faith that Zhang Xuezhou mentioned?"

The matter may have touched upon an unfamiliar territory for Nagus, so he had no choice but to ask Chimonhagrid to see if the other party knew more.

"What kind of subtle energy power? Does breathing out count as subtle energy and power!"

When Qimon Hagrid's response came, Nagus wisely gave up the discussion with the other party. When his eyes moved, he didn't see Zhang Xuezhou and others for a moment.

"You didn't even come to attend the death ceremony?"

Zhang Xuezhou was nowhere to be seen by Nags, and he felt that this guy was too easy-going. He still wanted to save his face and have a scene in the Thousand Islands Alliance. Zhang Xuezhou and others did not even participate in the scene.

He couldn't find Zhang Xuezhou, so he couldn't help but wonder if Zhang Xuezhou was cleaning up the battlefield to gain some benefits.

"He doesn't seem to be interested in that corpse. It's said that the bodies of the descendants can be searched. Such aliens... forget it, there's nothing to search for with a pile of shells!"

Pressenel didn't even have any clothes on, and Nagus didn't expect him to carry any important treasures.

The difference in civilization meant that there was almost no overlap between the two, and Pressenel was not a ferocious beast in the strict sense. Studying the other party would not yield any benefit.

While Nagus was thinking that there was not much remaining value in this war, Zhang Xuezhou was studying what he had gained from this war.

It comes from the black demon pill picked by Zhou Zhouhui.

Zhang Xuezhou taught Zhou Hui that the method of depriving the giant moth of the demon elixir was of no use. Zhou Zhou Hui searched for the ruined body in Hongfan Square for a long time but could not find the divine gift.

But when he pulled it, he got a round bead.

"How about it? Did God Tuer respond to you and let you improve your ability to heal people?"

Seeing Zhang Xuezhou turning over and over to check, Zhou Hui couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

"Well... don't be impatient!"

Zhang Xuezhou turned over the demon pill he had obtained.

This was the ball-shaped object that appeared in Presenel's throat when he swallowed. Zhang Xuezhou was not sure whether it belonged to the demon pill.

"You won't tear out someone's stomach, will you?"

Zhang Xuezhou found it difficult to complain.

He looked at the dark brown mucus stained on his palms and felt that this mucus was extremely corrosive, and it felt like being stung when it stained his hands.

Wang Li was also very interested in this. After getting a little bit of it, the guy almost cried in pain, and his fingers were already swollen.

Pressenel's form has separated from the normal demon beast, and the demon pill is dark and contains corrosive residues, making it difficult for Zhang Xuezhou to identify it.

He thought that he could only take it back to the country for testing. When he responded to Zhou Hui carelessly, Zhang Xuezhou, who was holding the black demon pill, felt his heart move. He vaguely felt an obscure fluctuation.