National Juggernaut

Chapter 87 Progress
"Those with low-temperature or high-temperature abilities, stand up and organize! Let's make a counterattack."

"Shooters, snipe the barrels and smash them as far as possible! Don't let them fall in again."

"Is it possible for reinforcements? The previous flying sentries have already gone? Well, just hold on and wait for the reinforcements to come."

"Cars No. 12 and No. 15 move, hurry up, and block the gap at the upper right of the camp."

"Is there anyone watching over the lake? Don't bring another water monster, at least send a team to look."

As the battle progressed, the command array also began to refresh the screen.

Zheng Li didn't interrupt, he tried to use his ability to deduce the progress of the battle. Then he had a splitting headache and almost played off on the spot.

Too many powerful sword masters, psychic creatures, and even divine creatures are involved. When such a bunch of things are involved at the other end of the causal line, the current Zheng Li is still unable to suppress the audience and forcibly calculate .

And if we only look at the actual combat experience, Zheng Li can only follow the command, let alone the rabbit is not ready, in the two worlds outside the city, Zheng Li also needs to learn a lot.

At the same time, he is earnestly studying the skills and systems of actual combat command, and the large-scale use of the battlefield LAN has greatly strengthened the unity, cooperation and resource scheduling of the human side.

Lowering his goal a little bit and holding the heart of an apprentice, he quickly found his place.

"That red-haired boy under the .17 car, bow your head."

Just after completing the announcement by voice, Zheng Li let go of the bowstring, and the long arrow disappeared into the night sky. The next moment, it appeared on the head of the demon and pierced it instantly.

The warriors around would not miss such a good opportunity, and instantly the sword and flame went up, directly blowing up the local monsters.

Yes, demons and ghosts, a new kind of enemy, along with... demons and humans.

If the "blue swamp" encounters a human body, they actually have two choices, one is to integrate it into the body and become a part of themselves.

To put it bluntly, eating it, and then transforming the residue into its new clone is also its way of reproduction.

Or, blend into the other party and become a beast in human skin.

But now in the battlefield period, the demand for cannon fodder is infinite, obviously the latter will be better.

Now, on the northern battlefield, the most troublesome is a pair of wild boar brothers. They have thick skin, strong regeneration ability and don't like to penetrate armor. They fought hand-to-hand with the little evil ghost at the first time, and were hit by a wooden barrel on the spot. They just become them.

Now, the two wild boar brothers, shining with the radiance of cabbage, were on all fours, their muscles swelled to a perverted level, and they slammed into the human position frantically.

The most incredible thing is that they can still talk, persuade their former companions, and let the mud-like creatures parasitize.

The head has become a tool for others, and the IQ and world view have also changed. As soon as you open your mouth, people will know why the blue swamp can clearly think with the brain of a parasite, but it can't lurk into the city like a horror movie.

After all, normal people would not listen to the idea of ​​"transformed creatures are super delicious and can enjoy a big meal every day" to persuade humans to surrender.

It can only use the brain, which is two different things from complete possession, but judging from the vision after death, the victim's soul is also controlled by it in the body, becoming a tool for it to control the body.

What's even more frightening is that this kind of "demon human" and "demon devil" are not afraid of life and death, and their limbs can be repaired by eating a little devil if they are slightly damaged. It's just that the body shape becomes more and more strange. There are already more than a dozen evil spirits on the ground.

And even if the parasite is completely dead, the loss of the parasite in the blue swamp is only the beginning of a new round.

When the human sword masters became alert, the spirit race, those with high-temperature ability, and low-temperature ability that could resist parasites stood at the forefront, and the losses began to decrease.

After discovering that it was impossible to create new monsters and humans at will, from a certain moment, all the blue swamps began to attack their companions, and countless monsters and ghosts were created.

The little evil spirits whose life potential has been overdrawn are no longer the cannon fodder of the previous one-hit kills. Their physical strength even vaguely surpasses the elite sword masters in the front line. In addition, they have no pain and are not afraid of life and death. Most frontline personnel choose Avoid sharp responses.

The front line will inevitably be pushed back further and further.

This is not the most frightening existence.

What if there were no imps around?Those blue swamps will be naturally linked together, and they will become bigger directly. If it's just an increase in size, it's not a problem at all.

If these monsters with weak divinity gather together, their divinity will increase rapidly, not only will they become stronger, but they will also regain intelligence.

One by one, piled up together, the invaders began to evolve into wild and powerful commanders.

only.
"Crack!"

The four-meter-tall giant spit out a mouthful of debris, including at least a hundred bones, most of which belonged to the little devil.

In the eyes of the real blue swamp, these fast-growing little guys are just a group of spare rations that are convenient to drive.

It wasn't that there were no little evil spirits who turned around and ran away, but soon, they found that they had no way to retreat, and there were a steady stream of compatriots behind them to drive them forward, and finally there were a few giant monsters sitting in command.

The swamp monster, a legendary natural disaster species with a danger level of 0 to 300, a purely divine creature, is only now beginning to reveal its truly terrifying side.

The puddles of intelligenceless avatars are just his "energy-saving state". When he finds that there is enough food, he will merge into his real self and start hunting.

The entire group of little goblins are just the tools and spare rations he uses to move himself.

As for how strong his upper limit is. No one has ever known that there are records of the existence of such monsters in countless worlds, and countless victims are born every moment. According to him, all the monsters are himself, There is no difference between avatar and body at all.

The giant monster has not directly joined the battlefield, and the situation on the battlefield has already fallen into anxiety.

When the ground is full of demons and ghosts, the human front will inevitably be compressed. This kind of powerful mass-produced cannon fodder is too cheating.

Fortunately, this is still a human camp, the artillery support of the carts has not stopped, and the wounded soldiers can also receive treatment and support.

But for Zheng Li, it is his best working time.

He just slowly pulls the bowstring, and in the dark night, providing just the right support to the frontline soldiers, he will be able to reap rich results.

Demons and ghosts are mortal bodies just like demons and humans. Due to the excessive stimulation of the vitality of the body, they lack spiritual protection.

A long arrow that pierces the brain can free them again.

Even though he was far away, Zheng Li heard countless "thank you" and "probably strange wailing to express his gratitude".

And in the contact device, all kinds of thanks and support applications have not stopped.

The sharpshooter on the cart with the campfire mark has spread through the communication channels.

Even the giant monsters commanded two rounds of attacks, throwing two wooden barrels and demons and ghosts.

These raiders were taken care of by Lin Yuying and Lan Mengqi who were already prepared.

It is worth mentioning that Dr. Snake has also been providing support. She is also a four-bladed elite sword master herself, and there is also a male Eldar guard with a steel and muscular man, which is of great help.

The situation on the battlefield was too chaotic, and the dark night made most shooters blind.

Artificial spiritual weapon night vision eye and night vision potion?Heh, when divine creatures appear on the battlefield, these man-made spiritual weapons and derivatives will become quite unreliable.

The firefly in the room is already tearful, and the "flying sword" she lent to the rabbit has been completely reimbursed.

On a real battlefield, man-made spiritual artifacts without psychic connections are fragile glass products that will be destroyed at the slightest scratch.

"Toys? Yes, they are toys on the real battlefield." Zheng Li said this more than once, and Yinghuo couldn't refute it.

This is also the root cause of the man-made spiritual weapon, which has never been able to become the mainstream.

Losing the extra night vision ability, even if other shooters can still support, the range will be greatly reduced. Perhaps this is also the result of the fact that top shooters have always been the most lacking branch of fighters.

In this case, Zheng Li, who has full night vision ability, is obviously a rare sharpshooter, and he almost hits every shot with no false strings, which makes him even more eye-catching.

The invaders started to target, but luckily they didn't bring the winged species, the guards were able to deal with the few raiders who came up by chance.

It was found that the guards on Zheng Li's side were a little insufficient, and each of the surrounding cars sent a person to support them, and even brought more arrows. After all, the surrounding area of ​​one kilometer is within the support range of this sharpshooter.

"If I can shoot farther, maybe many people will survive."

At this moment, he deeply understood the silver theory that "the shooter's range is life" and "powerful firepower is your value".

In the past, in a small city, his opponents were all human beings like himself. A powerful individual also had a weak point, and a well-timed blow was enough.

distance?It's never been a problem, can't you still keep others from getting close to you? Can you buy some breakfast at the snack bar around you?
Now, he really envied long-range shooters and snipers.

"...When the battle is over, I will also find a way to get a good bow. Uh, I seem to be fully loaded."

War will not be changed because of the outstanding performance of a certain individual, but the intrusion of a group has begun to change this impasse.

A group of muscular men suddenly rushed out from the locomotive at the frontline camp, and the people in the front row were all flame-attribute ability users covered in flames.

They had obviously been recharging their energy for a long time, rushing forward all the way, let alone monsters and ghosts, even a giant monster was killed by them in an instant.

Zheng Li, at the front of the line inside, found the indomitable Torano Ichisaki.

She is covered in poisonous flames, and she is killing and killing, and she is the same for a while.

The ability configuration of extreme restraint of life allowed her to tear apart the monsters blocking the way at will, and even rushed to the forefront of the team because the breakthrough was too smooth, becoming the vanguard of the assault arrow that attracted everyone's attention.

"Uh, did you finally wake up from the wine? If you drink too much, is there such a good thing?"

(End of this chapter)