Chapter 1216: Out of the cocoon

"I, I will try my best."
Ye Zi said nervously, "So, what should I do now?"
"sleep."
Meng Chaodao said, "Use the breathing method I taught you to slowly relax muscles and nerves, and enter a state of asleep but not asleep, awake but not awake, trance.
"Then, just leave everything to us!"
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The confrontation between the two most fierce generals of the Big Horn Legion has reached its limit.
Both the red bear and the mountain dog were unwilling to take a shot at their colleagues who were still fighting side by side a long time ago.
Although the totem armor was summoned, the psionic energy was filled with mace and hair-cutting scimitar.
But they still gritted their teeth and tried their best to control every bundle of muscle fibers and every bundle of nerve endings in their bodies.
I only hope that the other party can make concessions before the volcano in his body erupts completely.
But this is impossible.
And they cannot delay indefinitely.
Totem Battle Armor was originally a bloodthirsty weapon with spirituality, like a demon sword that harvests souls. Once out of the sheath, if you don't drink enough blood, you will never take back the sheath obediently.
And within the limbs and corpses of the two iron-blooded generals, the almost boiling psychic energy also urgently needed a hearty killing to vent.
Otherwise, they will either spontaneously ignite their bodies and turn into human-shaped torches that burn strangely, or they will go crazy and become the original warriors like madness.
Both of them knew this very well.
Hidden in the depths of the hot eyes behind the cold mask, they all revealed sadness and despair that could not be described with pen and ink.
The spiritual flames that spilled from the mace and the full moon scimitar flowed everywhere like ignited grease, and they were about to fuse together, triggering an even more intense reaction.
The elite soldiers behind the two contracted their spine into a large bow that was stretched to the limit, and even the spinal nerves squeaked like a full bowstring.
It seems that in the next second, either the bowstring will break, or the sharp arrow will leave the string, and the arrow will penetrate the heart.
Just when everyone's pupils contracted into needlepoints, the air heated up to the point of burning, and the ultra-high-speed friction between the life's magnetic fields caused the deep forest to reverberate with howling ghosts and wolves.
A soldier, stepping drunk and dancing suddenly, staggered towards the center of the invisible storm, and two iron-blooded heroes who were confronting each other came.
This is a very young soldier.
Young to almost immature.
A few hairs have not grown on the thin lips, and the big eyes are still shining with the unique light of a teenager. Even if the whole body is covered with mud and blood stains, it can't hide the vitality and elasticity of the skin, it is almost like A child who has not been drained by cruel fate.
However, it was such a child who was incompatible with the tense atmosphere, but under the increasingly surprised gaze of everyone, he swayed forward, until the red bear and the coyote were within ten steps of the distance, and still did not stop.
"How can it be?"
"Well, what is going on with this kid?"
All the elite soldiers have their eyes protruding.
Especially the veterans who have been fighting with the red bear and the mountain dog for many years.
They all know how terrifying the red bear and coyote that reproduce the totem armor.
The strong killing intent from the two iron-blooded generals and the magma-like psychic magnetic field are constantly rubbing and colliding, spurring a circle of psychic ripples visible to the naked eye, forming a suffocating coercion.
It was like a confrontation between two bloodthirsty tyrannosaurus.
It is by no means that these little mice can easily insert them.
Even the personal soldiers who were inseparable from the Red Bear and the Coyote on weekdays, at the moment they only dared to stand ten paces away behind them.
How could he withstand the coercion of tearing his skin, collapsing his chest, locking his heart, and walking here step by step with this not amazing looking little guy?
Even the red bear and the mountain dog noticed this overly young soldier.
And "see" his whole body rippling, like crystal flower buds blooming psychic ripples.
The eyebrows of the two iron-blooded fighters were raised high at the same time.
"…leaf?"
They all had a childish face, but they were not afraid of death on the battlefield. They were quite impressed by the youth of their youth, and he could be called by his name.
But even if the boy’s daily performance is outstanding, he cannot explain his extremely strange behavior at the moment, let alone explain why the depths of his eyes burst out four bright eyes like fireworks, making the red bear and the mountain dog subconsciously Apart from being vigilant, he felt a bit familiar and cordial.
However, before they could find out, Ye Zi convulsed frantically.
His limbs were dancing wildly uncontrollably, and his dancing posture was a bit like the high-ranking priests of the Big Horn Legion, and he got mysterious and complicated enlightenment from the ancient dream saint.
His facial expression became more and more relaxed, showing a strange tranquility.
His eyes are clear and hollow, like two springs that are constantly gushing light, and two caves that can absorb all the souls of everyone around them.
His lips kept trembling, as if he was speeding up a hundred times faster, eager to tell everyone a big secret.
But no matter how the red bear, coyote, and all the elite soldiers raised their ears, they couldn't hear even the slightest sound.
They just feel.
On top of his head.
It's so numb, itching is unbearable.
It was as if a beam of mysterious and mysterious electric current descended from the sky, along the gap between the skulls, and penetrated into the depths of their brains.
The red bear and the mountain dog blinked desperately.
With the increase in Totem Armor, they can see a hundred times more information than ordinary soldiers.
Including the bright flames blooming in the leaves of the eyes, it gradually expanded into a dazzling ball of light, spreading out a circle of gorgeous and extremely light ripples around.
Wherever the ripples went, the brains of all soldiers seemed to be ignited, their mouths, noses, eyes and ears were all immersed in the fluffy light ball.
When the horizons of the red bear and the mountain dog were shrouded by a milky white light curtain, they could not see the world around them, and the light curtain gradually dissipated like a low tide.
They were extremely surprised to find that the leaves in front of them had completely changed their appearance.
Large deformed horns, swollen and ulcerated skin, tumors with pus flowing, and incomplete limbs exposed black bones.
A moment ago, the youthful rat people who were still prosperous, turned into the appearance of a zombie rat in full view!
"This is-"
Not only the red bear and the mountain dog, but the same illusion appeared in front of everyone, and they were all stunned.
Since last night, countless people have seen the terrifying and disgusting appearance of the zombie rat in the trance nightmare.
That's why the order collapsed and the people panicked.
And this was the first time that in broad daylight, the image of a zombie rat appeared in front of everyone's eyes at the same time.
Deep in the hollow eye sockets of the Zombie Rat God, inside the shriveled eyeballs that were gnawed away by insects, there were only a few glimmers of light still struggling, just like a candle that was barely burning in a storm, which would be extinguished at any time.
In the eyes of everyone, I only feel that the last hope of the Big Horn Legion is like the gloom in the eyes of the zombie rat god, dying and extremely vague.
"Look, have you seen it, Red Bear, this is the clearest revelation given to us by the Big Horn Mouse God!"
The coyote was the first to react, pointing at the illusion of the big horned rat god, and screamed, "This is the end of the matter, do you want to persevere meaninglessly and want all your brothers to be buried?"
The red bear was pale as if struck by lightning.
Under the totem armor, the mane that had just been pulled back was all soaked with sweat, and it slumped weakly.
If it weren't for the mask to cover up, his eyeballs would almost jump out of the eye sockets, and his pupils would jump out of his eyeballs, so he didn't want to believe everything he saw.
His lips trembled for a long time, but he couldn't produce half a sonorous syllable anymore. He could only squeeze out an expression that was uglier than crying. Even through a thick layer of liquid metal, he could clearly perceive his fatigue. , Frustration and despair.
Behind the red bear, the Ratmen warriors, who would rather die than surrender, also looked like him in despair.
The illusion of the zombie rat descended in front of everyone on a large scale, completely defeating their will to resist.
As for the overwhelming majority in the periphery, they did not originally belong to the Red Bear or the Coyote, but were just the elite soldiers gathered by them last night.
I was even more at a loss, not knowing what was the significance of everything that was once vigorous.
However, just at the critical moment of the Red Bear's spiritual defense, it will completely collapse.
From the depths of the illusion of the zombie rat god, an extremely dazzling golden light beam suddenly burst out.
No, not one, but two, three, ten, one hundred, tens of thousands!
It's like, in the body of the zombie rat god, a tens of thousands of degrees of high temperature, an extremely bright little sun, swaying its light and heat, burning the darkest moment that shrouds everyone's eyes, washing away Everything is ugly in the world.
Ten thousand rays of sunlight are like ten thousand golden swords, deeply inserted into the brain of every elite soldier.
It made them feel that their brains were cleansed by flames in the severe pain, and they had a new feeling.
Even the hideous and ugly zombie rat gods are wrapped in the golden flames that have drilled out of their bodies. All pustules, tumors, puppets, maggots, and dirt are all swallowed up by the golden flames, turning them into a tower of heaven and earth, illuminating everything. Golden torch.
And when the golden flames finally condensed into golden magma, the golden magma gradually solidified into a pair of gleaming, gorgeous armor.
The red bear, coyote, and all the elite soldiers discovered with horror that the illusion of the originally deformed, ugly, and disgusting zombie rat had long since disappeared.
Instead, the ancient dream saint who emerged from the cocoon of the zombie rat god, and passed the test of golden flames, was reborn from the ashes, just like the majestic, sacred, inviolable and invincible image of the golden Valkyrie statue!