Prehistoric: The first disciple of the sect

Chapter 603 Turning a blind eye, collective interests

"What are you afraid of? Wealth can be gained through danger. Once the human mages kill the leading Zerg, our chance will come."

"Yes, as long as we can kill the target Zerg in the first time, everything will be easy to say."

Some people are very confident.

Boom~
  "Redbud Prison!"

The leading mage suddenly shouted loudly, frowning tightly, and the purple sky suddenly descended in mid-air, suppressing it with a graceful and luxurious mood.

Boom~boom~
  At the same time, explosions sounded from the purple Zerg army below. All the purple Zerg chose to self-destruct at the last moment of their lives.

Roaring sounds continued to appear on the battlefield.

Purple thorns still filled the entire battlefield, and all the Zerg were immediately pressed to the ground.

The weaker members died immediately, while the slightly stronger ones were still struggling.

Behind the huge purple portal, new Zerg armies continued to appear. These Zerg armies still rushed into the purple thorn forest without fear of death.

Then, the sounds of explosions sounded again.

The aftermath of the explosion was raging in the field, and the purple thorn forest was constantly flashing, but the light was also constantly weakening with light visible to the naked eye.

"Hmph!" A mage looked at the Zerg army not far away with disdain and said softly: "What a bunch of brainless idiots!"

These Zerg completely turned a blind eye to the purple thorn forest in front of them, and still rushed forward one after another.

"It's also thanks to the fact that they don't know how to adapt. Otherwise, the magic in this world of red thorns wouldn't be so useful."

The mage on the side also sighed with emotion.

"Okay, the power of Redbud Thorn's spell is almost exhausted, prepare for the next spell!"

"Just release the most powerful one."

A deep voice spoke. “Sir, this has just begun, shall we just release the last trump card?”

"Isn't it a little too early?

"If something unexpected happens, I'm afraid we won't be able to explain it."

The eyes of the mage who spoke were flashing with brilliance.

"Hmph! I'll bear the responsibility if anything happens. What's wrong with you? Do you want to disobey orders on the battlefield?"

The leading mage asked with a calm face, and his pressure was already crushing towards the men in front of him.

"My subordinates dare not."

After feeling the strong pressure, this person finally gave up.

But he kept scolding in his heart: You are really ignorant. If something happens to you, I will see what you can do to protect yourself.

At the same time, the man's brows also wrinkled slightly, and he was secretly worried about how he would explain to the financial backer behind him if something went wrong.

Under the huge interests, interest groups have emerged within the human race.

Every collective target is the corpse of the purple Zerg.

Although most purple Zerg will choose to destroy their bodies as soon as they self-destruct.

But nothing is absolute, and there are always some Zerg exceptions.

The corpses of these exceptional purple Zerg have become the meat and potatoes that all forces are chasing after.

"It seems that there is no way to arrange for those people to enter the venue first this time. We can only let them see their luck."

The mage thought helplessly.

(End of this chapter)