Deity: Star Sea Swarm

The peak demigod opposite him is very powerful, and the transmission speed of the connected invasion channel is ridiculously fast.

At this time, the number of Woma half-orc warriors pouring into Han Fei's God's Domain had reached hundreds of millions, dozens of times the number of Slayers.

The Woma warriors clashed with the slayer's swarm, like a tide rushing towards the high wall, and the entire battlefield was soaked in blood.

"Roar……"

When they were about to collide head-on, the Woma fighters in the front row were no longer silent, but suddenly roared in unison.

In that violent roar, endless pain and madness were intertwined.

The blood mist lingering around them also turned into living blood-colored tapeworms, which quickly penetrated into their mouths and noses.

The already strong bodies of these Woma half-orcs swelled from three meters to more than five meters after inhaling the blood mist.

The torn flesh is like broken porcelain, but it is firmly adhered by the complicated spell patterns, and it will not collapse.

The curse pattern all over the body absorbs all the thick blood flowing out, and it becomes more and more clearly visible.

The Voma half-orc warrior, whose body had grown so large, was still extremely small in the face of the hill-like killer.

But at the moment of the collision, countless Woma half-orc warriors stepped on the ground suddenly, and jumped up high with their battle axes in their hands.

The slayers who buried their heads in the charge were easily stepped onto their hard and huge head armor by these Woma fighters.

Before the slayer could react, many of the Orc warriors from Woma jumped several times, and some even jumped over their heads and onto their backs.

Looking at it from a high altitude, it was like a large wave of blood suddenly rising, submerging the insurmountable high wall in an instant.

Hesseman, who was overlooking the battlefield through the vision of the parasitic car Thunder Flying Dragon, saw this scene, and his heart sank.

Chapter 326 The Unlucky Hesseman

Facing these little men who nimbly climbed up their backs, the killer's fighting instinct allowed them to respond quickly.

They raised their forelimbs high and stood up, frantically wielding two pairs of huge sickles, and the sickles equipped with high-frequency vibrations made a violent buzzing.

Cut the Woma half-orc who jumped in mid-air and had nowhere to rely on it into pieces of meat.

In order to get rid of the enemies that were already clinging to their head armor and back, many slayers even lay down on the ground, rolling wildly.

Or even use the momentum to land on the ground with the head armor, and the huge body rolls forward under the action of inertia, directly crushing the flea-like enemy on the body into a pulp.

A large number of Woma half-orcs who were unable to react in time died tragically on the spot.

But more half-orc warriors, after leaping onto the Slayer, were like maggots on the tarsus, unable to get rid of them at all.

They clasped the Slayer's scales with their sharp claws, swung their battle axes and slashed wildly at the giant beast under their feet.

The half-meter-wide sharp ax blade was covered with a layer of blood-colored glow. Under the urging of a huge force, it easily split the alloy armor and blood-colored scales of the killer like cutting tofu.

In just a short moment, the giant ax that danced with afterimages slashed several times.

Biao's huge wound splashed with hot blood, and the bone was already visible.

Even the Voma half-orcs who didn't jump on the Slayer kept wandering around these behemoths.

These Woma half-orcs who haven't completely gone berserk and are still surrounded by blood mist, although their various physical functions have not skyrocketed.

But they also maintain a calmer mind and a clear sense of fighting.

Relying on the blood mist's powerful defense and its own flexibility, as long as they see the opportunity, they will immediately approach and attack.

Hesseman looked at the stalemate on the ground battlefield, feeling agitated in his heart.

Without the advantage in numbers, the group of Slayers can continue to entangle with these Woma half-orcs in a short period of time, but as long as the other party does not collapse, the Slayers will definitely be killed in the end.

Hesseman, who has never fought such a search war before, his brain is running at high speed at this time, hoping to find a countermeasure as soon as possible.

Just when he was about to mobilize some thunder dragons to provide air support for the Slayer Swarm.

At this moment, there was a new movement at the entrance of the passage that was concentrated by Lei Shan.

A large number of giant black shadows continuously swarmed out from the invasion channel, and then melted instantly under the washing of the waterfall-like violent thunder.

Hesseman saw clearly the appearance of these black shadows at a glance, all of them were giant Squigs with magic patterns etched on their bodies.

Hesseman couldn't help shrinking his pupils when he saw that they were instantly killed as soon as they came out of the passage, but there was no tendency to stop.

"What is this for?"

Before he could figure out the other party's plan, in just a few seconds, more than [-] Squig monsters were instantly killed.

The area at the entrance of the invasion channel also changed after a large number of giant beasts died.

"This is…………"

With the sharp sight of the thunder dragon and the scorching lightning from the thunder waterfall, Hesseman clearly saw a large amount of blood mist rising from the fallen corpses.

The blood mist kept filling the air, constantly weakening the power of Thunder Flash. Although it still couldn't withstand the concentrated fire of the Thunder Wyvern, it would quickly re-condense after being scattered.

As the corpses of the giant Squig beasts piled up higher and higher, the concentration of the blood mist also kept increasing.

This made Hesseman faintly have a bad feeling.

Before he could figure out how to deal with it, the thick blood mist suddenly shrank into a blood cell as if it had come to life.

Then it expanded rapidly in the blink of an eye, like a huge curtain propped up, blocking all the violent thunder that poured down.

At the same time, a bloody lightning shot out from the entrance of the passage, and rushed out of the lightning focus area in an instant.

"The master is above!"

Hesseman was terrified in his heart when he saw the figure soaring into the sky and galloping towards the group of thunder dragons.

Heroic Woma half-orc!

"All thunder dragons, change the target, kill him for me!"

Hesseman didn't have time to think about it, and immediately issued an order to change the fire target in the wartime command network.

The panic and haste contained in his tyrannical mental power also infected the cerebrate commander under his command.

The Thunder Wyvern changed its attack target almost at the same time, blasting out countless lightning flashes towards the heroic figure that was galloping towards it.

The dazzling blue light and the blood-colored thick fog consumed each other, and the half-orc hero of Woma, relying on the thick blood fog condensed around his body, resisted the bombardment of countless thunderbolts, and forcibly crashed into the cloud of insects.

"Bah...."

Like the sound of a sharp knife cutting through the cloth, a blood-colored knife glow hundreds of meters long swept across the insect cloud in the sky.

Large pieces of broken limbs were scattered from the sky with blood rain.

As the sword light condensed from the blood mist danced faster and faster, the afterimages brought up seemed to turn into violent bloody tornadoes.

Wherever it passed, the insect cloud was swept away.

The warm sunlight, which was firmly covered, once again sprinkled from the sky to the world, continuously dispelling the shadows covering the earth, and shining on the Slayer and the Woma half-orcs in the battlefield.

"Air Combat Brigade, disperse..."

Before Hesseman could finish his sentence, the neck of his parasitic Thunder Flying Dragon was already scratched by a bloody saber light, and he completely lost his spiritual connection.

Hesseman, who felt the weightlessness in an instant, knew that he was falling rapidly, and he couldn't help feeling a touch of fear in his heart.

"All air combat brigades, spread out and retreat!"

"The slayer leaves behind."

"Mendel, the command is over to you!"

Forcibly suppressing the fear in his heart, Hesseman hurriedly issued the final order in accordance with the temporary regulations of the legion commander, and completely severed the spiritual bridge with the wartime command network.

Then, he quickly connected to his backup hosts, and gave them instructions to lower their altitude and move closer to him.

The strong desire to survive caused Hesseman to crazily gather the materialized spiritual power inside the corpse of the Thunder Wyvern and turn it into a protective bag, completely wrapping himself up.

This is a self-rescue measure that all cerebrate commanders have spontaneously practiced countless times in air crashes.

Hesseman was in the soft cavity of the thunder dragon, even if he hit the ground, he still had a high probability of surviving.

Chapter 327 Retreat

Han Fei, who was always paying attention to the battlefield, naturally noticed that the Hesseman Legion could no longer hold on.

Not only was the area at the entrance of the invasion passage occupied by the enemy, he was even more amazed at the tyrannical combat power displayed by the heroic Woma half-orc.

Scanning around, the same situation has happened in several battlefields, and more swarm legions are already at a disadvantage and can only support with all their strength.

"Damn, is it so fierce? Sure enough, these big families still have two brushes."

Seeing the half-orc hero of Woma chasing and killing the retreating Thunder Wyvern swarm, Han Fei couldn't help frowning.

From the selection of the hero unit's pursuit route, Han Fei could clearly see that the opponent was almost approaching the central area of ​​God's Domain in a straight line.

If this hero unit is allowed to break into the center and find out the core of his domain, it will inevitably lead to early surrender.

If this is the case, the cerebrate commanders who are still on the battlefield at this time will have no time to retreat.

Thinking of this, Han Fei shook his head with a look of pity on his face. The demigod disappeared from the underground temple in an instant, and when he reappeared, he was already standing in the sky.

He looked down at God's Domain, which was full of beacon fires, and felt the battlefields filled with gunpowder smoke, and he couldn't help sighing deeply.

After a long period of time, the solid foundation built by countless hardships, but today he has to destroy it with his own hands, he is still somewhat reluctant.

"Well, if the old ones don't go, the new ones won't come."

After feeling a little bit, Han Fei directly pulled the thread of faith and gave orders to all the cerebrate commanders at the same time.

"Attention all brain worms, delegate the command authority to the monocular worm, return to the core area of ​​God's Domain immediately, and enter the underground temple."

Then, he gave the order to fight to the death and never retreat to other bug swarms, including the monoeyed worm.

He also mobilized all the unused reserve troops to intercept those heroic units advancing at high speed.

Han Fei didn't expect the worms to kill these powerful individuals either. His purpose was to slow down the opponent's speed and buy enough time for all the cerebrates to retreat.

Two hours!

This is the withdrawal time limit set by Han Fei for all brain worms, and it is also their life and death line.

Hesseman, who survived the air crash, also received the dominance oracle at this time.

He didn't expect that he had just experienced an accident, and after finally surviving, he would have to face another life-and-death situation immediately.

The super high degree of brain development is enough for him to accurately grasp the time by relying on the biological clock without a timing instrument.

Hesseman calculated in an instant how long it would take him to go back, but the result was barely enough.

This made him feel like there was a countdown to death in his mind, ticking every minute and every second.

With a strong desire to survive, Hesseman didn't dare to delay any longer, and he quickly climbed out of the car's corpse.

Controlling the substantive tyrannical mental power, he let his worm body jump up, and steadily got into the mouth of another thunder dragon passing by at low altitude.

Then, under the escort of the remaining reserve hosts, they quickly left the battlefield and galloped towards the core area of ​​God's Domain.

However, he had delayed a lot of time before.

This battlefield is on the edge of God's Domain, too far away from the core area, and some dangerous battlefields need to be avoided on the way.

Even if the parasitic Thunder Wyvern continues to launch thunder raids and soar against the sound barrier cloud, it may not be able to reach the core area of ​​God's Domain within the time limit for withdrawal.

"Damn it, you have to hurry up!"

Hesseman tried his best to drive the parasitic Thunder Wyvern, but as the magic power of another Thunder Wyvern ran out, he found that he seemed to be running out of time.

"I can catch up, I will definitely catch up, the master will not give up on me, I will definitely survive!"

Under the threat of death, Hesseman completely abandoned redundant thoughts, thinking with all his heart, hurry up, hurry up, and hurry up!

"Ok?"

Han Fei, who was at a high altitude, felt the thread of faith in his mind, and suddenly there was a strange fluctuation.

Following that strange fluctuation, Han Fei immediately sensed Hesseman's line of faith, which was not thick but was becoming more and more solid.

His eyes widened suddenly, with unbelievable surprise and surprise in his pupils.

"This is... a promotion?"

"Calm down, be sure to be calm."

"In any case, it cannot affect his transformation."