Bug Master In Doomsday

The young man with weird patterns all over his body was also the youngest member of the barbarian scout team, his eyes were red, and his clenched teeth almost burst into bleeding.

He looked at the captain beside him and the three companions around him who used their lives to protect him. A dozen coin-sized blood holes in the chest and abdomen shot by the swarming crossbow arrows, his fragile heart almost collapsed completely.

But the captain’s previous roaring command made him burst out with an extremely powerful force at the end of the crossbow arrow. His slightly thin body seemed to hide a motor, and his feet almost made a sound when he stepped hard. Burst, his vigorous body leaped up to a towering giant tree like an ape.

"Don't let this kid escape! Chase!" The killer commander of the second batch of support troops roared, pulled out the saber from his waist, and rushed towards him like hungry wild wolves with a few powerful subordinates. The remaining group of executioners coldly looked at the four savages whose bodies were stained with blood and were almost dying in a trance.

"The people above have also explained the power of the king and tiger, saying that they are a group of barbarians with good strength and not afraid of death. Now it seems...that is not bad at all! Hahaha. Just a group of not long The rash guy in the head is still careful? Is this kind of stuff worth dealing with with care?!"

"I'm pooh!" The black-clothed assassin who had no scruples in his face was full of hideous sneers, and a mouthful of yellow phlegm fell on the head of the scout captain, the dark red blood mixed with sticky phlegm The liquid looks extremely disgusting...

It seemed that the terrible insult caused the broken-lung scout captain to arouse the three-point spirit. He opened his eyes angrily and stared at the black-clothed killer who insulted him in disdain and contempt. He didn't say anything, just grinned wildly, that smile was arrogant and fearless, just like a ruthless mockery of the world before he died.

"Tons~Tons~Tons!" A sound that resembled the rapid flow of liquid sounded, and the fallen scout captain's heart beat violently, unreasonably, and a strange pattern appeared on his naked upper body in an instant, followed by the liquid. The speed of the flow accelerated rapidly, but reached a peak within a few moments.

Under the circumstances of returning to the light, his aura was stronger than usual, a bit fierce. The dozen assassins gathered around all turned their wrists vigilantly, and bursts of poisoned sleeve arrows aimed at the head of the scout captain again. , Without ordering, hundreds of crossbow arrows flew in.

But it was too late, and the scout captain's rough and scarred face showed a happy smile for the first time, ‘Boom! The pattern of his body, as strong as a wall, appeared, and he blew himself up. The energy accumulation of the sixth-level elementary stage was like a bomb with a huge equivalent. In a flash of brilliance, it lit up a huge forest.

The dozen or so killers in the center of the explosion, together with several corpses lying on the ground, were vaporized by the high temperature in an instant, and dozens of black-clothed killers who were bombarded by the aftermath of the explosion were seriously injured, with broken arms and limbs everywhere. , Even the several peripheral members swept by the air wave were injured in the internal organs of the shock, and kept vomiting blood.

Wang Hu, who was on the outskirts of the forest, looked at the bright explosion ahead, and couldn't help using a strong force with his fingers between the cigarettes. His eyes suddenly became scarlet and angry like tigers, "Damn! Someone is in ambush!"

At the moment he finished speaking, the fleeing figure of the youngest member with injuries and a few crossbows stuck in his back was greeted by Wang Hu's eyes, and behind him there were a few black clothes with cracking eyes. Killer.