Arriving alone: ​​70 billion copies of survival

Chapter 251 Counterattack (8) Distorted Elk

"It was detected that a large-yield nuclear fission level explosion occurred in the east of the battlefield, and a large amount of nuclear material was poured into the stratosphere."

The artificial intelligence immediately reported to Jim Raynor the huge energy fluctuations in the east, which were the result of the collision between the long-simmering dragon flames of the two dragon-shaped filth and Ghidorah's gravitational rays.

Ghidorah's power comes from the "nucleus". What's weird is that the two dragon-shaped filthy powers are also contaminated with the extremely dangerous characteristic of radiation.

"Estimated damage to the area—the building complex was completely destroyed, with no survivors. At least 10000×10000 xenogeneic creatures were affected and completely killed. Would you like to send ghost agents to investigate the cause of the explosion?"

Undoubtedly, the duty of Jim Raynor who came to this world was not just to assist He Gang in repelling the filthy siege.

Now he has a very special identity-the leader of the expeditionary force, a senior agent of the intelligence organization, and the actual leader of the marines.

He knows a lot.

But Raynor whispered:

"Are our people guiding the bomb?"

"The system shows that there is no such thing. It is probably a natural physiological effect caused by certain organisms."

"Then don't worry about it, the leaders of this city are going in that direction, they can handle it well."

Renault replied.

But at this time, some ghost agents belonging to them are heading east with the idea of ​​using nuclear explosions to end the pollution of a few diamonds.

……

At this time, Ghidorah's battle with the two dragon-shaped filth was coming to an end.

Ghidorah is the All-Eater.

His power is extremely terrifying, and he can almost devour everything.

And the characteristic of "swallowing" also made him invincible in the face of the dragon flames of the dragon-shaped filth. In contrast, the proud self-healing ability of the dragon-shaped filth was in Gidola In front of the titan dragon physique, there is no advantage.

As for Long Yan, it will be used as a delicious energy source by Ghidorah, who is almost enough to devour everything.

Suddenly there was lightning.

The colorful nuclear material was floating in the sky. Hancock stretched out his right hand. He tried to stop it, but manipulating the weather was not his strong point.

Although possessing the ability to barely control the weather and even the air currents, Hancock's use of this ability has always simply remained on the level of brutal destruction.

For him, it is too delicate to use the collision of hot and cold air to form wind, and use this wind to disperse nuclear matter.

Slowly and proudly raising his head, Ghidorah spread his wings, casting the shadow of despair and death onto this barren land.

He has always represented destruction.

Only now the destruction is for the dragon-shaped filth.

The long and high-pitched roar resounded through the entire heaven and earth, and the earth trembled amidst the sound waves. He tore apart a smaller, filthy body in the shape of a dragon, and the flesh and blood shot out for several kilometers. , landed on the ground, touched some organic organisms, and unexpectedly spawned one after another strangely shaped little filth as hard as steel.

The first diamond defiles and dies.

Equipment and props fell to the ground, mixed with flesh and blood, stained with strange colors.

Titan creatures, and foul creatures.

In the end, the Titans emerged victorious.

"hold head high!!"

Ghidorah roared upwards, the missing scales on its body regrown at a speed visible to the naked eye, and all the wounds were healing.

Tens of thousands of tiny golden threads surged from the torn dragon-shaped filthy body to connect to Nigelhold's chest.

That's him devouring this newest energy essence.

Now, in this cold and bloody night, the battle of the Behemoths was decided - Ghidorah victorious.

He soon crawled on the ground, like a raised mountain peak, and his golden scales were more dazzling than the car of Apollo, the sun god.

Another dragon-shaped filth roared, not feeling afraid at all——the filth's sanity was never positive, and they would never be afraid.

When it saw its companion being torn apart, its first reaction was to fight for the flesh and blood flowing all over the place.

But another strange hazy ball of light suddenly fell from the haze, hit the top of its head, and then scattered into one piece.

This seemed to wake it up.

So the fight continued.

"They're coming!"

The other three filth finally began to move slowly.

He Gang yelled sharply.

He was sitting astride Fallen Sleipnir, and the spear in his hand cut through the turbid air, seeming to be tinged with dazzling red tassels.

"I'll deal with the elk, and leave the other two to you."

He Gang took the lead.

As fast as a swimming dragon!

He drew a long and narrow light and shadow on the wasteland, and the cloak behind him was still burning with raging flames that he just put on.

Billowing black mist also gushed out from the body of the seated Sleipnir.

Every time the horseshoe fell, the ground shook slightly, like an earthquake.

It also seemed that ancient underground creatures were waking up.

Compared with the other two, whose whole body is boiling and restless, or the big filth that spreads the gray mist of the body, this deformed elk in the center seems to be very stable.

Its body couldn't see the obvious decay, but there were pieces of fine scales growing out. These scales were shining brightly, and there were weird stripes on them that made people dizzy and fell into illusion at a glance.

Now, even if He Gang and Fallen Sleipnir charged with the power to crush the epic filthy armor, it still lowered its head—and lowered its eyelids, as if it was praying to a certain creature.

Only the two python-like horns on the head of the deformed elk were staring at He Gang and the sea beast's death that almost cut through everything in He Gang's hands.

It's so huge.

so grand.

At least 600 meters high, with four legs starting from the hooves, there are clusters of huge vine-like objects winding upwards. This object emits a glow all over its body. The light is weak but cannot be driven away. There seem to be countless souls struggling inside. , pushing out a little on the surface of the light, and then being pulled back by another soul.

A ball of light with terrifying energy is gathering between the two big horns. The ball of light rotates slowly, pulling everything around——

It even includes the air, nuclear radiation, and even the slight haze of cruising.

It seems that any matter that touches the light sphere in the middle of the pair of angles will be annihilated from the world.

"what is that?"

"I don't know, but that thing is dangerous!"

Hancock loudly builds Ho Kong.

His speed was very fast, several kilometers in almost an instant, his right hand suddenly grasped upwards, and a cluster of incomparably huge thunder was caught in his hand, and then ruthlessly smashed on the huge filthy body covered in mist.

In an instant, flesh and blood shot out.

【Crack——】

A visor appeared on He Gang's face, and some hidden weapons covered his whole body.

He has always been cautious in this kind of battle.

Especially against something that even Hancock felt dangerous.

Aberrant Elk...

What the hell is it.

(End of this chapter)